Much Ado About Hogwarts
Chapter 2 – The Homecoming
Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter! The video, that is. I don't own the story. Same with Shakespeare.
A/N: The Gryffindor House Quidditch team has just returned from Beauxbatons where they kicked quidditch butt.
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Professor Dumbledore was not supposed to pick favorites among his students. It wasn't nice. But the fact was, he really liked Harry Potter, the Weasleys, and Hermione Granger. They were such nice children, and he talked with them when he got the chance. He walked down the hall now with Ginny and Hermione.
Oliver Wood hurried over to the three as they walked. "Professor! We're back! We won!!! Hardly anyone even got hurt!"
Dumbledore smiled. "That makes the win all the better."
"Harry Potter did wonderfully. He really did win the game for us." Ginny blushed. She adored Harry.
"I'm glad to hear that," Dumbledore said.
Hermione poked Oliver. "Did his Great Soddiness come back without any broken bones?"
Oliver looked confused. "Who?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "She's talking about my brother, Ron."
"Oh, he's back, fine and dandy."
Hermione continued. "How many points did he score? I bet him that for every goal he made, I would eat a toad."
Dumbledore shook his head. "Oh, Miss Granger. You are too hard on the boy. But I have no doubt he'll put in a word or two about you." He turned to Oliver. "Don't take her seriously. They really are good friends. It's a game they play, getting into rows. They both enjoy it."
"He would enjoy it more if he had half a brain to understand my jokes. How's Harry. I pity him really. Being around Ron all the time, he must miss intellegent conversation."
At this point, Bill Weasley, who had graduated from Hogwarts a few years back, walked over to the group. He had been at the quidditch match to see Gryffindor play. "Good to see you again, Professor," he said to Dumbledore. "Ginny!" He picked his little sister up and swung her around. She giggled. "You've grown, Munchkin." Ron and Harry came close behind Bill.
Ron rolled his eyes at the attention Ginny was getting, first from Bill, then, to his great annoyance, from Harry. "She's the same little prat she was when we left."
"Why do you bother talking, Ron?" Hermione said. "No one is listening to you."
"Well, if it isn't the All Mighty Know-It-All! Why are you still here?"
"Why should I go anywhere?" Hermione answered. "Next to you, I look even more brilliant than I really am. Your stupidity is a nice contrast."
Ron smirked. "That's funny. All the other girls seem to think I'm quite clever. Shame for them, really, that I'm not interested."
"How lucky for the girls of Hogwarts!" Hermione breathed a fake sigh of relief. "I feel sorry for any girl YOU would fancy. That's one thing we agree on anyway. Boys are stupid. I wouldn't go to the Yule Ball with a date to save my life!"
Now it was Ron's turn to look relieved. "You keep that resolution, and all the boys of Gryffindor will celebrate. You could turn any boy into a toad just by looking at him with that horrible death glare of yours."
"I give that look to you all the time, and you never change." She looked like she had just realized something. "That's right, you already are a toad!"
"You have a big mouth!" Ron said right back, ignoring the fact that they were becoming quite a spectacle.
"At least when I talk out of my big mouth something intellegent comes out!"
"Well," Ron couldn't think of anything clever to say, so he simply stuck out his tongue.
"Oh, THAT'S intellegent!"
At this point, Draco Malfoy entered the hall. Dumbledore didn't completely trust Malfoy, but he was a student, and he had to be fair to all students. "Hello, Mister Malfoy. I am sorry that Slytherin didn't make it to the quidditch finals."
"Thank you," Draco said cooly, with a bit of slime in his voice. All of them headed down the hallway while Ron and Harry hung back a bit.
"Hey, Ron." Harry was staring. "Your sister."
"What about her?"
"She's changed over the summer. She doesn't look like a little kid anymore. She's pretty."
"Ew."
"I'm serious, Ron. I like her."
"You've got to be kidding Harry. She's my kid sister!"
"Well, good thing you're not the one that likes her then. I can like her. I know I said I didn't want to go to the Yule Ball with a date this year, but if she would go with me. . ."
"Yech."
Bill noticed that they had lost two of their ranks. He went back to find them. "What are you two whispering about?"
"Harry has a thing for Ginny!" Ron said with disgust. Harry blushed.
Bill smiled. "Cool."
"Cool?????!!!!!!" Ron looked utterly defeated. "It's disgusting!"
Bill just smiled. "Someday you'll fall in love, Ron."
"NEVER," Ron said with an aire of determination.
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Meanwhile, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were talking in Slytherin's common room. "I will find a way," Malfoy said. "I promise you that. I will find a way to ruin Harry Potter!"
"Why?" Crabbe asked.
"Becuase I'm the bad guy, stupid!"
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Chapter 2 – The Homecoming
Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter! The video, that is. I don't own the story. Same with Shakespeare.
A/N: The Gryffindor House Quidditch team has just returned from Beauxbatons where they kicked quidditch butt.
**********************************************************
Professor Dumbledore was not supposed to pick favorites among his students. It wasn't nice. But the fact was, he really liked Harry Potter, the Weasleys, and Hermione Granger. They were such nice children, and he talked with them when he got the chance. He walked down the hall now with Ginny and Hermione.
Oliver Wood hurried over to the three as they walked. "Professor! We're back! We won!!! Hardly anyone even got hurt!"
Dumbledore smiled. "That makes the win all the better."
"Harry Potter did wonderfully. He really did win the game for us." Ginny blushed. She adored Harry.
"I'm glad to hear that," Dumbledore said.
Hermione poked Oliver. "Did his Great Soddiness come back without any broken bones?"
Oliver looked confused. "Who?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "She's talking about my brother, Ron."
"Oh, he's back, fine and dandy."
Hermione continued. "How many points did he score? I bet him that for every goal he made, I would eat a toad."
Dumbledore shook his head. "Oh, Miss Granger. You are too hard on the boy. But I have no doubt he'll put in a word or two about you." He turned to Oliver. "Don't take her seriously. They really are good friends. It's a game they play, getting into rows. They both enjoy it."
"He would enjoy it more if he had half a brain to understand my jokes. How's Harry. I pity him really. Being around Ron all the time, he must miss intellegent conversation."
At this point, Bill Weasley, who had graduated from Hogwarts a few years back, walked over to the group. He had been at the quidditch match to see Gryffindor play. "Good to see you again, Professor," he said to Dumbledore. "Ginny!" He picked his little sister up and swung her around. She giggled. "You've grown, Munchkin." Ron and Harry came close behind Bill.
Ron rolled his eyes at the attention Ginny was getting, first from Bill, then, to his great annoyance, from Harry. "She's the same little prat she was when we left."
"Why do you bother talking, Ron?" Hermione said. "No one is listening to you."
"Well, if it isn't the All Mighty Know-It-All! Why are you still here?"
"Why should I go anywhere?" Hermione answered. "Next to you, I look even more brilliant than I really am. Your stupidity is a nice contrast."
Ron smirked. "That's funny. All the other girls seem to think I'm quite clever. Shame for them, really, that I'm not interested."
"How lucky for the girls of Hogwarts!" Hermione breathed a fake sigh of relief. "I feel sorry for any girl YOU would fancy. That's one thing we agree on anyway. Boys are stupid. I wouldn't go to the Yule Ball with a date to save my life!"
Now it was Ron's turn to look relieved. "You keep that resolution, and all the boys of Gryffindor will celebrate. You could turn any boy into a toad just by looking at him with that horrible death glare of yours."
"I give that look to you all the time, and you never change." She looked like she had just realized something. "That's right, you already are a toad!"
"You have a big mouth!" Ron said right back, ignoring the fact that they were becoming quite a spectacle.
"At least when I talk out of my big mouth something intellegent comes out!"
"Well," Ron couldn't think of anything clever to say, so he simply stuck out his tongue.
"Oh, THAT'S intellegent!"
At this point, Draco Malfoy entered the hall. Dumbledore didn't completely trust Malfoy, but he was a student, and he had to be fair to all students. "Hello, Mister Malfoy. I am sorry that Slytherin didn't make it to the quidditch finals."
"Thank you," Draco said cooly, with a bit of slime in his voice. All of them headed down the hallway while Ron and Harry hung back a bit.
"Hey, Ron." Harry was staring. "Your sister."
"What about her?"
"She's changed over the summer. She doesn't look like a little kid anymore. She's pretty."
"Ew."
"I'm serious, Ron. I like her."
"You've got to be kidding Harry. She's my kid sister!"
"Well, good thing you're not the one that likes her then. I can like her. I know I said I didn't want to go to the Yule Ball with a date this year, but if she would go with me. . ."
"Yech."
Bill noticed that they had lost two of their ranks. He went back to find them. "What are you two whispering about?"
"Harry has a thing for Ginny!" Ron said with disgust. Harry blushed.
Bill smiled. "Cool."
"Cool?????!!!!!!" Ron looked utterly defeated. "It's disgusting!"
Bill just smiled. "Someday you'll fall in love, Ron."
"NEVER," Ron said with an aire of determination.
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Meanwhile, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were talking in Slytherin's common room. "I will find a way," Malfoy said. "I promise you that. I will find a way to ruin Harry Potter!"
"Why?" Crabbe asked.
"Becuase I'm the bad guy, stupid!"
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